Chapter 15 NTR Guy, Exposed

NTR Guy, is Exposed

Akagi’s PoV

Ah, man, I don’t feel like going to class today. Maybe I’ll ditch and hang out with some girl.

As I thought about that and walked into the classroom, I noticed something was off. The classroom was more chaotic than usual, and my classmates were giving me strange looks.

What’s with those stares?

Their gazes were cold, as if they knew something.

“Akagi, are you serious…?”

I heard a voice from the corner of the class. It was a mix of surprise and condemnation. I couldn’t figure out what was happening.

“What the hell is going on…?”

When I asked, he showed me his phone screen.

I looked and saw the title of a gossip site.

It read: [Creepy! Senior from the Same High School Sending Lusty DMs to Shirasaki Kanade].

You’ve got to be kidding me.

My heart started pounding furiously. I tapped the link and scrolled through the article. There, Shirasaki Kanade had written something like this:

[I’ve been getting messages like these lately, and I’m really bothered by them. I want him to stop.]

Along with my name as the sender, there were screenshots of countless messages exchanged between me and Shirasaki Kanade.

[Hey, let’s go on a date sometime.]

[No.]

[Come on, it’s fine. Then how about just hooking up? You want that deep down, don’t you, Shirasaki?]

[I don’t understand what you’re saying. Stop being gross.]

[Come on, come on. Let’s have some fun, Shirasaki~]

There were also countless comments in response.

Most seemed to be from people supporting Shirasaki or fans of her idol group.

Others mocked me or expressed outright anger.

[This guy is so gross LOL.]

[Don’t mess with our next-generation ace!]

[His writing sounds like an old man. Is he really a high schooler?]

[Isn’t this Renji Akagi? He’s on the U-18 Japan soccer team, right?]

[Wow, seriously? So he’s a cheating soccer player, huh? Stop messing with girls and focus on soccer LOL.]

I was being bashed by people who didn’t even know me.

What hurt the most was that my name had been exposed.

I had sent the DMs from my regular account, which included my full name.

If I’d known this would happen, I would’ve used a secret account to approach her.

I never imagined Shirasaki would go so far as to post our chats online.

“Akagi, you were really doing something dangerous…”

The classmate I usually hung out with muttered in a low voice. There was none of his usual warmth or teasing—just cold criticism.

Shut up… Just shut up.

Of course, I couldn’t say anything back.

My mind was blank, and I didn’t know how to react.

I never imagined my actions would be exposed like this.

“Akagi-kun is so creepy, isn’t he? This is how he acts behind the scenes. Ew, gross.”

I overheard some female students talking about me. When I looked their way, they were glaring at me.

What’s with those stares…?

Treating me like I’m some kind of monster?

From all corners of the classroom, I could hear whispers like, “I can’t believe it,” and, “That’s unbelievable.” It felt like my existence had become something unacceptable to my classmates. The atmosphere was like an away game in hostile territory.

In the end, all I could do was sit at my desk, pretend I didn’t know anything, and act like I wasn’t bothered. But every hateful gaze only made my irritation grow.

While regretting my past actions, all I wanted was to escape this situation.

That day in the classroom was unlike anything I’d ever experienced—complete isolation and agony. I tried to think of a way to clean up this mess I’d created, but no solution came to mind.

All I felt was growing resentment toward Shirasaki.

That b🬀🬀ch Shirasaki, how dare she expose me like this…?

I’ll make sure she pays for this…

This was the first time I’d ever experienced humiliation like this.